:18:05
Follow me;
:18:07
thou shalt serve me.
:18:09
If I like thee no worse
after dinner,
:18:11
I'll not part
from thee yet.
:18:16
Let his knights have
colder looks among you;
what grows of it no matter.
:18:20
Dinner!
:18:22
Ho, dinner!
:18:25
Where's my knave?
My fool?
:18:28
Go you and call
my fool hither.
:18:31
O you, sirrah, you,
:18:37
where's my daughter?
:18:43
Go call
the clotpoll back.
:18:45
Hey, you!
:18:48
Where is my fool?
:18:50
I think the worid's asleep.
:18:55
Where's that mongrel?
:18:56
He says, my lord,
your daughter is not well.
:18:59
Why came the slave
not back to me
when I called him?
:19:02
He answered me he would not.
Would not!
:19:11
Your Highness
is not entertained
:19:13
with the same ceremonious
affection as you were wont.
:19:15
Go you and tell
my daughter
I'd speak with her.
:19:18
And go you
call hither my fool.
:19:22
O you,
:19:24
you, sir.
:19:27
Come you hither, sir.
:19:31
Who am I, sir?
:19:32
My lady's father.
"My lady's father"!
:19:36
You whoreson dog!
:19:39
You slave!
:19:41
You cur!
:19:42
I'll not be struck,
my lord.
:19:44
Nor tripp'd neither,
you base football player.